Dear friend:-
You're here finally and I bow to the one that brought you here. You're here because you chose to be here at this time. You're here to celebrate beauty through words we speak, through deep silence. We might call them poetry or songs or chants. It does not matter what we call them. What matters most is you're here. These words come through us like flowers come through plants, like the rains pour from the sky. May we all become the light we spread, the beauty we speak. Blessings.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
sweet timelessness
I don't have any time left now, my friend,
for all my time has been transformed into
sweet timelessness, limitless baby laughter.
Just for now
Your job shall not be to worry
about your address
Stay in this space, in this emptiness with me
so that the full moon can find us easily.
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